TITLE:  100 Lines from 'all things'  

AUTHOR:  Shoshana

EMAIL ADDRESS:  shoshana1013@yahoo.com

DISTRIBUTION STATEMENT:  Gossamer and by request.

SPOILER WARNING:  'all things'

RATING:  R

CLASSIFICATION:  VR

KEYWORDS:  MSR, Mulder, Scully

SUMMARY:  'all things' fill-in scene.

DISCLAIMER: These characters do not belong to me.

NOTE:  This one's for Sallie, who loves this episode.

100 Lines from 'all things'

By Shoshana

"Scully?"

He felt her body heat a few seconds before opening his eyes, then was

instantly transfixed by her lack of clothing, all too apparent in the

dim light that swept through his bedroom windows.

"Did I wake you?" she asked, reclining on her left side with the help

of one elbow.

Mulder's eyes were wide with curiosity; he could see the outlines of

her breasts, the curve of her hip.  His body was reacting to the

situation rapidly and he moved to mirror her position on the bed,

tugging on the sheet as subtly as possible to cover his growing

hardness.

She gave him her best Mona Lisa smile and he grinned back, lost for

words at first.  He reached over with one hand and cupped her cheek,

sliding his thumb across her moonlit features.

"I... I... wasn't really asleep."  His eyebrows rose in question,

asking what his brain couldn't articulate.

"Jet lag?" she asked calmly, bringing his hand to her lips for a

chaste kiss.

"Yes," he answered, in an octave he didn't know he could reach.

Scully smiled and moved their hands to her breastbone, right above her

heart.  He could feel the blood pumping wildly through her body; she

was as nervous as he, yet somehow could keep asking him questions with

relative ease.

"Well, then... maybe you need something to take your mind off that,"

she purred, moving closer to him, insinuating herself beneath the

bedcovers that served as a barrier between them.

Mulder chuckled as she moved closer, and reverted to his original

position, on his back.  He pulled her gently onto his hips, knowing

she wouldn't resist.  She didn't, in fact, she brushed against his

erection with slow precision, causing him to gasp.

She settled on his flat stomach, an excellent strategy for a person as

small as she was.  She placed her hands on each side of his face and

urged him to lean forward, into a kiss.  He followed her direction,

pressing his hands against her shoulder muscles, and gently pulling

her up his torso.

All question of whether Scully would second guess her decision

disintegrated with the pressure her lips made against his mouth, her

tongue coming out to play when she was satisfied with the taste of his

lower lip.  He pulled her further forward, playing with her behind

because he could just reach that far.  She helped him by scooting even

closer, leaving his eager mouth to adorn his brow and forehead with

tender kisses.

Mulder traced her whole body with his slim hands, from ass to

shoulders, then combed his fingers into her hair and brought her mouth

back to his.  They kissed until they couldn't breathe anymore and when

they parted lips they paused in the near darkness.  Her eyes had

adjusted and she could see the radiance of his smile.  It made her

feel so good, so happy, she had to smile back.

She stroked his stubble-textured cheek, and asked, "Feeling better?"

"Are you kidding?" he snickered.  His fingers stroked the nape of her

neck gently, brushing over the barely there chip scar.

Scully shook her head from side to side, and then lowered it to his

chest.  She felt overwhelmed by her emotions, not quite ready to

proceed with what they both knew they wanted.  He moved his hands

lower, eagerly exploring the softness of her skin, her muscles flexing

with his touch.

"You feel so good," he murmured against her ear.  He nuzzled the top

of her head and continued to let his fingers discover the topography

of her body.

"You do, too," she whispered, rubbing her cheek against his chest and

releasing even more of his intoxicating scent.

She knew it well, had known it for years, whenever he entered a room

filled with other males.  She never had to guess whether it was Mulder

when other women were around.  Approving glances or muted conversation

assured her that her partner had arrived on the scene.

"Scully?" he asked uncertainly.

She barely gave him an answer, content to hum her response.

"You know, uh, you know, that I--"

"I do too."  She cut him off so he'd know she felt the same.  He was

seldom tongue-tied and she loved him all the more for his incoherence

at the moment.

Mulder pulled her snugly against him, disturbing the drapery of her

hair with his nose, then his lips.  She twisted around, facing him

head-on, drawing him into another long kiss, then another, and

another.  They knew it was time to move forward, to share a gift that

would forever change their lives.

fin

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